ANGEL LIGHT - Fire and Ice Ministries River of Life Fellowship

30 Angel of Light
The youth group grew from around 10 to almost 80 in a church that ran
only 200 on a good Sunday. This was amazing growth, but it was also
superficial and shallow growth. The young people were coming for
pizza, lock­ins, and fun, not really because of spiritual reasons. I was
sincere and surprised really at the anointing that would come at altar
calls for salvations. I wasn’t much of a minister at all, but when it came
to street witnessing and calling souls to salvation there was some kind
of gift and anointing that was in my life. Remember the gifts and calling
of the Lord are without repentance. This seemed to choose me instead
of me choosing it. I imagine it was imparted to me through the laying
on of hands by someone throughout my Pentecostal journey at some
point. I had the crowds and seemed to be doing well in ministry on the
outside, but I knew there had to be more. I would pray for an hour
every morning sincerely looking for something I didn’t even know what.
I had to learn lessons I never had learned up to this point. For example,
the youth would worship with dimmed lights. The older board
members told me we were not to do it anymore because if a young
person touched another one sexually we could be sued. I found that far
fetched and felt that the young people worshipped better with the lights
dimmed, but after continuing to dim the lights, I was called in and
scolded strongly. I realized I was in rebellion and asked their forgiveness.
I left the lights on bright after that.
Some friends of mine had gone to Pensacola Florida to a series of
revival meetings at some Assembly of God church there. They were
telling me about how incredibly God was moving there! I really wasn’t
all that interested, but I decided to go. The change I saw in my friends
was enough to make me want to go. I went in March of 1996 for the
first time. I was amazed at the lines outside the church, the feeling of
expectancy, and what I felt simply being on the property. At the service
I was in the balcony and the presence of God was awesome! I could
feel the electricity and fire of God’s holy presence in the atmosphere.
When the altar call came, hundreds ran to the front to get saved. I
went down for prayer. My friends had already told me to go down for
prayer as much as I could. In the back of the sanctuary a man on the
altar workers team approached me and laid hands on me. I was thrown
backward and out on the floor under the power of God. There was a
fire that entered me that I had never had. I wept so much during the
whole service, but now it seemed I was being so refreshed and
strengthened. I began to realize just how truly shallow my ministry
was. Here people were coming to church and waiting in lines to get in,
not for pizza and events, but rather for the presence of God. I knew
that is what I wanted, but it would be a while until I truly began to walk
in what I experienced.